BXBX NOVEL Chapter 74 First Quest
[Buy 'Quest Building' Rs. 10,000]
"Quest?"
Riyan titled his head at the world quest. But he didn't think much, it was the only tile laying on the grassland.
Riyan bought the 'Quest Building' and his money dropped down to 4,500 rupees.
Thud! Dunnnnuuuuu!
The land shook, and a building surfaced from the ground. A Two-Stories building stood mightily. Riyan's face twitched when he saw the building.
"No door and windows? From where I could enter inside?"
The building was just a huge pile of rocks shaped in the form of a building. But the building is like one of those you can find in many android games that are just developed for ads and had mostly not much gameplay.
But suddenly, a blue translucent window stuck on the building.
[Quest Building Activated]
[Generating the first quest]
[Generating...]
The window fluctuated many times, dots of line twinkled, and finally, after five minutes, the window changed.
[Ding!]
[First Quest Generated]
[Sell 10 Tycoon Products (Hint: Candy, Biscuit, Noodles, any Tycoon can be sold for any amount. But the selling price mustn't be lower than Rs. 10)]
[Progress: 0/10]
[Rewards: Rs. 1,00,000, Tukha Housing Apartment]
"!!"
Riyan's eyes widen.
"Housing Apartment!"
He remembers the Tukha Housing Apartment, it will take 2 hours to walk there, and it will take 10 minutes or so from the bike.
It is one of the luxurious apartment in whole Tukha, and one of the top apartments in whole Kathmunadu.
It is 20 stories tall and has more than 50 rooms. Every room is bigger than the normal rooms that are found in normal houses. And the furniture there is top grade, there is even a cafeteria for food. Underground parking service, and other things.
A single flat there costs a minimum of Rs. 50,000 per month and buying it permanently cost 5 to 6 lakhs (5-6,00,000)
Does it mean a single flat or the whole apartment as a reward?
Hiss!
If he gets the whole apartment... he couldn't even think how much the whole building will cost. It may cost crores!
Maybe 1 crore minumumly (1,00,00,000) or 10 crore maximunly (10,00,00,000).
Riyan's lips spread wide, he couldn't help but laugh.
I am going to be a rich man!
Riyan's fantasy ran wild. After deluging himself into his fantasies for some minute, he returned to his sense.
He looked at the time on his phone. [10:00 PM]
It was too late at night. He packed some stuff inside his 'Inventory' and left the Tycoon world.
He lay on the bed and fell asleep.
*****Next Morning*****
[4:33 AM]
Beep! Beep! Beep!
His small mobile rang under his pillow.
"Hmm~" Riyan turned his body over listening to the sound. He wanted to sleep more, but as much he wanted to sleep, the alarm clock set on the mobile didn't let him.
Beep! Beep! Beeeeeeeee-
"Ok, dammit. I woke up, ok."
Riyan complained the first thing in the morning. Looking at the watch, he looked outside the window.
The sun didn't have set up, but a little bit of brightness could be seen. Some people started walking toward their job, while some students walked to their collages.
Riyan was not both unemployed and uneducated, so he didn't have to wake up so early this morning. But after remembering the quest, he quickly stood and changed his clothes.
He knew the best time to sell his stuff is this early. In the morning, the shops would be open, and not many people will glance at the brandless products.
But even though it is this early, majority of the shops would have opened already. Not to mention shops near school, they won't miss their chance to do business.
Students and employees buy food such as Biscuits, Raw noodles, candies, etc early this morning, at lunch, and before coming home.
They can't bring this junk food inside the school while employees won't get the time to eat these things in the office.
After changing, he rushed through the door. He made sure to lock the door before bolting down the streets.
On the streets where a person was selling tea in a tea holder, many employees bought tea and were drinking it in peace.
The person brought this tea holder in a big cycle hanging in the gap between the pedals and the handler.
Riyan bought a pack of biscuits that cost 50 rupees. There were 6 biscuits there, and the size biscuits were covered in transparent plastic.
He tore the plastic and took out the biscuit. Packing his biscuit, he glued the plastic together and walked here.
"Biscuit for sale! Come and buy these delicious biscuits. Eat with tea, taste better than your run-out-of-the-mill biscuits."
Riyan not so good advertisement speech was followed by his enthusiastic voice. People hearing this advertisement naturally didn't care.
Who would want to buy things that are advertised this badly? They didn't even see any brand name on the biscuit, so they were suspicious of the man.
One man particularly felt weird, but when he drank the tea alone, he wanted to have a biscuit. There were shops open, but he was tired of normal stuff.
Many employees who can't get proper breakfast in the morning tend to have tea and biscuits as breakfast.
So, most of them know about many biscuit brands, not expensive ones but only ordinary ones.
"Hey, brother. Can I have this biscuit?"
He asked politely.
"Sure, it is only 10 rupees."
"Ok." The man nodded and handed over the money to Riyan. Riyan also tore the package and took out one biscuit. He gave the biscuit to him.
The man nodded and started eating the biscuit.
"By the way, why are you selling biscuits this openly? Don't you have shops?'
The man asked.
While in many countries, people don't pay that much attention to other peoples, in this country, most people talks with other people and broaden their friendship.
Of course, be it shopkeepers, or even the waste picker, many people are familiar with each other.
Coming back to the present, Riyan scratched his head. "I am only selling these biscuits for today. I don't know if I will sell them later."
"Oh."
The man didn't ask much, it's not too good to poke into other people's business. He picked a piece of biscuit and eat it.
Crunch!
As he bit the biscuit, a sweet taste spread over his body. He instantly took another biscuit and ate it. His eye sparkled like he had found a treasure.
Seeing him eat this deliciously, other people also couldn't hold their curiosity and went to buy the biscuit.
"Can I have too?"
"Me too"
...
"Hey, brother. I want to have another biscuit!"
The man announced after finishing his eating. But when he looked over, he found Liyan empty-handed.
"Sorry, brother. But my biscuits are sold."
"..."
********
[Ding!]
As Riyan entered the Tycoon world after completing the quest. He heard a ringing sound and smiled.
[You have completed your quest]
[Reward: Rs. 1,00,000, Tukha Housing Apartment]
[Money has been delivered to your bank]
[Tukha Housing Apartment needs you to register on the stop]
"Ohh"
Riyan looked at the screen and blinked repeatedly. After a long time of staring, reality hit him and he calmed down.
'Let's check other things.'
He turned his face and walked toward the quest building. He didn't see any more tiles, so he thought he would need the quest to get one? Maybe.
He looked up to check his total money. The time was now 5: 23 am. He must have earned a lot of money.
[Total money per minute: 190]
[Total Money: 84,170]
"Nice!"
He thumbed up at the screen and flashed his smile revealing his white teeth. He chose to leave the money at the game, he already had more than 1 lakh in his bank account.
Adding more money isn't that bad, but he would need to invest the money in more areas such as more production things. He needs to have money to buy the things immediately.
After checking stuff, he decided to pick the brandless noodles this time. He pick the noodles and returned back to reality.
He cooked the noodles and slurp down the noodles while drinking the soup. The noodles were like his expectation, too delicious that would make you eat them more than ten times in a row and still not satisfied.
5 Bowls of Noodles Later-
Riyan picked up his bike key. Wearing the latest clothes he had bought which is 5 months earlier, he decided to drive to the apartment.
Vroom!
Again, he forgot he don't know how to ride a bike and he didn't have a license. But, who cares. He does have some basic bikes and he could balance. The only problem is the license and skills.
But, there won't be traffic police and not anyone would just come and ask for his license. Even though it would break the law, Riyan was not a serious law-abiding citizen anyway. He would drive it slowly and carefully.
Vroom! Vroom!
The bike moved incredibly fast, Riyan immediately stepped on the brake slowing it down. He wasn't an amateur, he had learned this from online videos and seeing people drive in real.
It felt surreal when he tried it though. He nearly lost his balance just trying to push the brake. Somehow, or miraculously, he drove to the housing apartment safely. It took 20 minutes.
Looking at the huge building, Riyan's heart thumped.
This is mine.
He couldn't hide his creepy grin from his face. Thank god, he was wearing a helmet, or people may have called the police.
Riyan get off the bike and took out the key. He carried the helmet with him. Security who saw a man carrying a helmet coming over immediately raised his guard.
He stood and walked toward Riyan with a disgusted expression on his face. An annoyed and irritated emotion spread all over his face.
The fat security guard itching his bu*t stopped Allen.
"Who are you?" He asked without batting an eye at RIyan. He checked his shoe first which was of low quality. The shirt Riyan was wearing was also of low quality. The guard who saw this breath deeply and suddenly became confident.
"I am Riyan." Riyan squatted his eye at the guard, frowning. The state of the guard made him angry. Forget about his fat stomach, he didn't look like any kind of security guard.
He smelled alcohol. Not only that, he didn't even care about Riyan and swayed his hand. "Go away, this place is not for you."
RIyan's brows knitted.
Toorong! Tooorong.
Riyan's phone rang, and he took out it. He saw an unknown number on his phone but didn't hesitate to answer it.
"Hello?"
"Is this, Mr. Riyan?" The voice coming from the phone was of a phone. He was polite.
"Yes, I am," Riyan answered.
"Oh. Mr. Riyan, I am Dawa. The general manager of the Tukha Housing Apartment. I take care of the apartment and manage it. YOu have bought the apartment recently, so when will you come to sign the documents?"
Hearing the words, Riyan smiled. "Wait," Riyan said which made Dawa tilt his head.
"Am I not allowed to go inside? I have made an appointment with the manager."
As the guard heard these words, he burst out in laughter. "Haha! You, the poor fellow made an appointment with the manager. Then let me tell you, the owner of this apartment is my brother."
He sneered at Riyan.
Seeing that, other people stopped and looked at the situation. After a bit of listening to the conversation between Riyan and the security guard, they left.
Riyan put his phone at his ear and said with a hint of disappointment. "Mr. Dawa, sorry, but I can't come to sign the documents."
"Huh? Why, Mr. Riyan. What happened?" Dawa's voice became anxious.
"The security guard isn't letting me pass. He is even saying that his brother owns this place."
"What? Who the heck is this guard? Wait, Mr. Riyan, I will come down immediately!"
"Ok."
Riyan hung up the phone and looked at the guard. "I will give you last chance, let me in, or you won't continue to be the security guard of this place."
'Haha! Yeah yeah, do what you can. I won't let you pass."
"And who the hell won't let Mr. Riyan come inside?"
The sudden voice interrupted the security guard. His face twitched and he turned his head.
Seeing Dawa coming toward him, the security guard immediately became nervous. His angry face turned full of a smile.
"Oh, boss. You are here." He said bowing slightly smiling drily.
Dawa ignored the guard and saw Riyan. He had received the photo of him, so he recognized Riyan at a glance.
He looked at Riyan's clothe, and showed a look of surprise.
"Mr. Riyan, welcome." He immediately hid his surprise look and greeted Riyan with a smile on his face.
Hearing his boss calling the other person's name so politely, his face became flushed. And he immediately showed a look of fear.
Who the hell is he?